"Two Champs"
It's become pretty clear that since becoming the "Tag Team Champions" the Remington boys have been a little bit on the quiet side, which is extremely weird considering they hold something every tag team wants and Greyson being Greyson would never be one to keep his mouth closed. Kolton on the other hand was one to want to earn his chance and well in a sense I guess they did.  This coming Sunday they were going to be in a match against Wade Barrett and Ace for the Tag Team Championships. Since Greyson has decided not to show his face Kolton decided that he would take it upon himself and break the ice, so to speak. Since the pay per view was held in Wales Kolton was going to need a bit of assistance. Getting off the plane walking through the airport, Kolton walks to the baggage claim to wait for his bags and his phone begins to ring. He pulls it out of his back pocket looks down at the screen. He hesitates for a second to answer it because the screen clearly reads MOM. Kolton grited his teeth a bit and took a deep breath and exhaled and answered.

k. remington  "Umm yes Mother?"

mother. remington  "Kolty, sweetie. How are you? Have you gotten to Wales yet and did you get there safely? Where is your brother, I haven't heard from him, he's not answering his phone."

k. remington  "Mother could you not call me Kolty please? I'm a grown man, I'm twenty three years old not a kid anymore. I've gotten here and I'm safe. As far as that other son of yours I haven't heard from him and I don't know where he has been or what he's doing. I guess I'm in it by myself. Fuck it. If anything he's probably sticking his dick in some prostitue on a street corner. Beats me."

mother. remington  "Kolty! Your language. Listen, when you see him please let him know that I'm worried sick about him."

k. remington  "Really? 'Cuz I'm not... He's a big boy he can do what he wants, I don't really care Mom."

mother. remington  "Kolton, that is your brother and I expect that you act as such."

k. remington  "Mother, he doesn't give two shits about me. I mean he can't even let me know what's going on or even be here for crying out loud. I'm in this on my own, so whatever. Can you get to the point as to why you're calling Mom? Besides I'm standing here waiting for my bags and I don't seem to see them."

mother. remington "I figured you'd stop me from talking sooner or later. I was just letting you know I sent you a little help to get you through your day and night while you are over there in Wales."

k. remington "Mother, don't tell me you sent him all the way over here just for me? I don't need this."

mother. remington "Kolty, we all need it sometimes. I love you my little man, be safe and I'll be in touch."

At that moment Kolton just placed the phone back into his back pocket and just looked down at the ground and shook his head before seeing two pairs of very shiny and polished shoes stepping into his view. He looked up and yes, his mother sent their butler, or personal assistant, or whatever you want to call him out there to 'serve' him. Kolton didn't want that he was always independent and never really wanted a butler to wait on him hand and foot. His brother, ate it up though and enjoyed using him the way he did. They even gave him the nickname 'Chives'  or 'Bruno' depending on the situation. Kolton just snatched his bags out of the hands of his butler and began to walk away to the exit to get in their limo.

cb. remington "Master Kolton, are you sure you don't want me to assist you in carrying your bags and escorting you to your limo. You should take it easy considering your match that you are in this Sunday."

k. remington "Chives, I'd rather you go back home. There is no need for you to be here. As far as Sunday goes, I can handle myself. It's Wade and Ace, not like it's much competition. I have more talent in both of my ass cheeks than they do in their entire bodies combined."

Chives chuckles himself a bit without letting Kolton see him so he wouldn't think he was unprofessional. Heading outside and finally reaching the limo it wasn't too long before camera crews met up with Kolton to get his insights on the match this Sunday. Climbing into the limo with him and shinging their lights, camera, and microphone into his face he had no choice but to say a few things. As the doors shut and the ride began he took a moment before speaking.

k. remington "Battered and Bruised is this Sunday and myself and I guess my brother are going to have a shot at becoming the Tag Team Champions. Yes, that's right I said it that way. Why? Do you ask, it's quite simple because we are not the sole providers for this championships, at least not yet anyways. I mean Greyson has gotten us this horrific reputation around the company and everyone has been labeling us as thieves. Greyson maybe, but not I. I am not, nor have I ever or will be a thief. I'll say one thing right now and that's look at me? Do you see any gold anywhere around me? No, I don't think you do unless you just have very poor eyesight. Or you have the intelligence of a freaking dumb dirty blonde. Much like my opponents this Sunday which the name of the pay per view is very fitting. Seeing as how they think they are going to put a hurting on Two Shots and cause them to look weak and fragile, yeah in an imaginary world that's all fine and dandy but in the real world you're two shys short of reality and the realness of life. You see this isn't going to be some storybook ending where the guys like you come in and save the world and rid the world of guys like me. In my world, I win. In my world I'm always the victor. If it's anything I learned in this shady and heartless business it's never let your guard down and underestimate anyone. You see I know for sure these two can run their mouth a lot and try to dig down deep and do a few insults here and there but it's because they are truly on the bottom of the totem pole and can only wish they were as good as the team they were facing. They are jealous because whatever plan that was come up with to take the championships we will officially win Sunday, they didn't think of it first. Well you know, Greyson may be this huge King or God, or something... honestly I don't give a crap what he calls himself but if it wasn't for me then he wouldn't even be holding both of those championships right now. It's funny that the two of you want to try and bitch us out because we didn't pull the first draw before you, well here I am and not silent. Sly, cunning, and just down right respectable. I'll be the one to shake your hands at the beginning of the match and then kick your ass once the bell rings. I'm here stating my point that come Sunday there will be new Duo Champions and that name will be Two Shots... actually it will just be Kolton Remington. I'm gonna prove to mister Ace over there that there is no follow the leader here. I'm my own person and I'll make sure that Ace is the one that gets his words shoved down his own throat with all of his half played words. When you two can get out of kindergarten with your five year old diss and can hang with the big boys then you can try to insult me and my brother. Oh and by the way that card you played Ace it's null and void. It may say Two Shots but under it is still an ace in the cancelled out cirlce... so bascially you just screwed yourself as well. Way to go genious. I just hope you two have more talent in the ring than you do with the words coming out of your mouths. Whether my brother is me or I'm out there alone.. those titles will officially look good over here where they belong. In the meantime you two feed on that and find the courage to try and impress me with the next time you speak. Remember I'm the man of letters and I catch everything. I'm going to go enjoy Wales, I'll catch you later."

He threw his hand over the cameras lens to annouce that he was done with all of this.. well until next time anyways.